Thursday, December 21, 2006
i know that it is bad to talk about my parents in such a negative way, but sometimes they just keep pushing me until i feel like exploding.
parents are very contradicting. whatever rules that applies to us does not apply to them. talk about equality, never going to happen. and do you have to drag an innocent bystander like me in when lecturing my brother? no. fair? no. since i wasn't even the one in the wrong.. so why do you have to spoil my day? no idea. somehow my parents fail to register that, i have nothing to do with it. turn off the computer. do your chores. and the lecture begins of what is not done, what is not done to perfection, and a new list of invented chores. what creative parents i have. i think i'm going to be a very experienced maid in future. my bleak future suddenly seems so very bright. i can see it now.. maid of the year. let me start by thanking my parents... and my parents... oh. and the mop, washing machine and vaccum..
i feel like going out now, though i really hate to. all that trouble just to go out and feel uncomfortable. someone please drag my lazy bum out of my house. you can remind me about this and i'll probably agree unless, it sucks more to be with you/my parents disagree/we've kissed(figure of speech alright) and made up. which reminds me, mr scofield is going to show me a secret passage out of my house and it involves the infirmary. shhh.. our little secret.
with my current state of mind. i can't wait to go to school. 26 dec. whee.. i'll probably regret saying this after i have actually gone to school. i realise i'm not the only one going there. guess who i'll see there. we're so very fated.i feel so much better after letting out, although, after i trip on the stairs, break my back, get struck by lightning, i'll be burning in hell. remember to bring hotdogs. i'll have a bbq.i love cassandra? bad, bad, very bad cassandra has access to my account. i shall change my password. evil cassandra. sandy and lumpy? MINE! what are you gonna do? hehehehehe..
;8:28 PM
Monday, December 18, 2006
YIYING LOVES CASS
o.0 i love cassandra. she rocks my world. i cant do without her.
HAHAHA. so ego. ohwell. smartie me is so smart. YIYING. THIS IS THE GREAT DISCOVERY IM TALKING ABOUT((:
don't miss me daddy.
LOVE YOU TOO
;6:28 PM
I havent been here in one million years (or less). Well.. There isnt much to blog about anyway.
Well.. I've been having weird dreams as well. If you try to decipher them, the outcome would be.. "Yi Ying has interesting dreams however, there is no known meaning to her dreams as they're weird and unbelievable." I dreamt of mrs chia being an alien (she tried to kill me again), my friends being an army of vampires trying to suck my blood (they were successful in doing so in the end), a big ugly sea monster which crashed my plane (i was a pilot :D), i went overseas with my family but didnt pack anything (except the clothes on my back), Harry Potter riding a dragon tried to burn the school down (apparently i dont like tkgs much?) and my favorite dream: me and a certain person (a celebrity, dont think in a weird way) dating.
My son shall be called: Antonio Scofield Miller Tatum Yul.. Guess where everything comes from. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...
I got a job doing admin stuff like typing, filing, faxing blah.. With a moderate pay of either $5.50 an hour or $7 an hour (it is unconfirmed). I'm still waiting for my check. Meanwhile, I'm rotting away at home, growing fat and old. FATTER OLDER ME when you see me next year.
Well. Next year i'll be going to a far away place to school. Long trips to get there + waking up early again + studying + the new and unfamiliar environment with no one that i know = I just love my new school. Right... I think i'm going to have a hard time.
It's almost the end of the year. Well. Yet again. I regret doing certain things and i regret not having done some things. Sometimes i just wish that i can just talk to you. But.. Well there are always some things stopping me huh. What if i dont know you anymore.. I wish, i can talk to you like we used to, without worrying about how awkward things will become.
do you remember how things were?
;1:33 AM
